Hunting Humans

Upon this threshold of disaster

The birth of the eleventh plague

The fires burn at night

I begin to doubt the smell of burning flesh

Will ever fade away

The touch of death is all around us

A thousand corpses block our way

A man-made germ makes almost everyone commit suicide

Just to rise and eat their dead

Night of the Living Dead

We're hunting humans woah-ooo

We're hunting humans woah-ooo

We're hunting humans woah-ooo

We're hunting humans

It's killing time every day

I can't control this eerie feeling

An evil screaming in my head

I don't think I'll last the night

There is no cure

For this genocide

Or resurrection of the dead

Night of the Living Dead

We're hunting humans woah-ooo

We're hunting humans woah-ooo

We're hunting humans woah-ooo

We're hunting humans

It's killing time every day

It's killing time every day

It's killing time every day